📍CHAMONXI, FRANCE
A HOUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE, in an unknown neighbourhood. The blanket of snow covered the ground, with a sky that appeared to be white. A bare landscape surrounded the house, while the trees were almost naked.
Six months have passed since everyone had been blipped back. Since then, Y/n has done her best to assist as many widows as she can.
It has been difficult for her to contact Bucky because he has not responded to any of her calls or texts, so she has stopped attempting to contact him, and she has been busy caring for the widows.
In addition to wearing her nightshade outfit but with a remodelling, Y/N walked on the side of the building.
This red roso corsa tight bodysuit featured long sleeves as well as long, slender legs. The sides and cleavage of the suit were black.
There was red colouration on both the inner and outer sides of her thigh, starting at the bottom of her cleavage.
Her body was swathed in a thin red belt woven in a zigzag pattern around her waist and extended down to her left hip, wrapping around her hip, and wrapping around her leg, which was mounted on holsters.
She had already made several adjustments to the suit and was now wearing Yelena's vest and removing the hood.
The vest had been worn on every mission for good fortune.
While bending down, she grasped a lockpicker and inserted it into the lock, allowing it to open. Y/n began to kick the door open slowly before holding up the pistol in front of her, ready to shoot anyone who obstructed her path.
In the course of her walk, Y/n heard the sound of the television, while she was walking on an empty tan hallway with open doors.
She glanced into them to determine if anyone was inside due to the fact that she could not see them.
Just before turning the corner, Y/n heard distant footsteps before being faced with the woman in front of her.
Dark brown hair adorned her head and she was standing in front of her. A woman in normal clothing was observed standing still with her hands on her hips while pointing a pistol at another woman.
Though she was no longer in 'The Red Room', she remained subject to its influence. More than one million widows around the globe were still under the control of this group.
The women looked at Y/n before the two stood staring at each other. Y/n muttered, holding the gun in front of her.
"I'm not here to kill you.". Meanwhile, the woman put her arms up in defence, not doing anything but looking at Y/n emotionless.
In the course of her first mission, Y/n became accustomed to seeing the almost lifeless eyes of the women she was trying to assist.
Although she could not help feeling that she was an emotionless robot, she could not escape that fact.
Before a hit was delivered, Y/n opened up the pocket of her vest. The gun flew out of Y/N's hand and she fell to the ground.
The widow grasped the gun prior to Y/n kicking her out of the way, causing her to be knocked to the ground.
The widow immediately kicked her in the gut as she was getting up while Y/n was kicking herself off the ground.
When the widow swung her arm toward Y/n in the hallways, she pulled out a knife from a side table and she forced her to duck.
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Fanfiction⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⧗ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, Y/n Ivanov had a hard life as an assassin from the red room. She grew up separated from her family. As the youngest of the group, she had no idea at the time that everything was fake. When learning her way throu...
